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Bad Ice

Author(s): Sandra Cormier

When hockey fan Christina Mackey prevents a murder attempt aimed at her idol Jason Petersen, the hockey scene she'd always worshiped from the outside suddenly surrounds her. She's not sure she wants to be part of that world - too much testosterone - but her attraction for Jason is too strong.

Jason is shocked to discover his girlfriend Sheila is behind the attempt on his life and quickly breaks off their relationship. But vengeance has no greater weapon than a woman scorned. As Jason's feelings grow toward the widow who saved him, his past threatens not only their happiness, but Christina's innocent daughter as well.


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I cant find my orange puck! Her plaintive call drifted through the thickening flurry.

Its over there. Jason waved to the far end of the pond where a flash of orange peeked through the swirl of flakes. Hurry up, Pumpkin. He loaded the net and sticks in the back of the truck and dug around in the cargo area for their boots.

A deep, loud cracking sound reverberated across the ravine, quickly followed by Mishaylas scream.

At first, Christina thought a gun had gone off. Instinctively, she flinched and looked wildly around for her daughter. The noise of splashing confirmed her next fear. She spun toward the noise and bolted across the pond with quick, sure strides.

Jason's urgent voice cut through the thudding panic in her head. Get down! he commanded. Get on your stomach before you break through! She threw herself on her stomach and crawled closer to the hole in the ice.

I dont see her! She plunged her arms into the black, icy water and without hesitation, swung her skates over the edge and slid into the hole.

Jason's voice was high and urgent as he yelled, Chrissie, no! She took a deep breath anyway and submerged her body. Her skate blades sank in the muddy bottom of the pondit must have been about shoulder deep for her but too deep for Mishayla.

The water quickly penetrated her clothing and was so cold her skin felt as if it was on fire. An incredible urge to gasp took hold but she fought it. She opened her eyes as wide as she could in the gloom, waving her arms slowly in front of her. Something hard hit her fingersMishayla's helmetthen something softher jacket. Freezing fingers refused to close, so she enclosed her arms around her daughter, gathering her close to her body. She bent her protesting knees and pushed upward. Her head abruptly made contact with the underside of the ice. She winced and cried out. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the bubbles from her silent shout race to the surface and spread out against the ice. She must have misjudged her position. Running out of air, she followed the crawling bubbles with her fingers until she found the opening. A hand grasped her wrist and pulled.

She broke through the surface, gasping with the cold. Her blurry, ice-encrusted vision slowly cleared until she saw Jasons panic-stricken face looking at her.


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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 9781897445167
Genre: Fiction
Date Published: 07/01/2008
Publisher: Champagne Books

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